Last night I ate Thai food.
Last night I drank red wine.
This morning I woke up late,
but managed to arrive at my usual time.
I got my usual phone calls,
but one didn’t go as planned,
as for the tenth time someone told me,
how terrible of a person I am.
I put twenty in the “swear jar”
and shoved a Danish in my mouth,
then sent for the state vehicle to be checked out.
I opened up my email,
to send a civil defense,
But the fact that someone told me they know me best,
so they “can judge me,”
brought me to write this.
I have backed away from men who like me,
I don’t intend to string along,
I have stopped swearing and white- lying
And yet the bitterness is not gone.
I think I know what love is,
Regardless if a “you and I” are to be a “we,”
And I don’t think it is judgmental,
I think it is “shackles-off”, and free.
"Do not judge, and you will not be judged. Do not condemn, and you will not be condemned. Forgive, and you will be forgiven.
